"We were friends and equals before we were anything else," Rider snarls. "And how dare you bring him into this argument!"

His feet curl, his hands curl, but nothing is hit. "We fought once, found each other equal in strength, and became dear to each other. That never negated recklessness or making foolish mistakes, it only made us act as ourselves.

"I was never a servant for him. Why would I act that way for you?"